#ember

He cleared his throat, fixing his eyes on the road. "Why are you looking at me like that?" All the hard edges within me had shimmered and gone soft. "You said I was beautiful." He smirked and settled back in his seat. "I guess I did. ↗

— Kristen Simmons

#ember #beauty

We’re constantly changing facts, rewriting history to make things easier, to make them fit in with our preferred version of events. We do it automatically. We invent memories. Without thinking. If we tell ourselves something happened often enough we start to believe it, and then we can actually remember it. ↗

— S.J. Watson

#history #memory #remember #change

But remember, I am no politician, and no seer into souls. ↗

— Rebecca Harding Davis

#i #i am #into #politician #remember

It is always easy to question the judgement of others in matters of which we may be imperfectly informed. ↗

— P.D. James

#elizabeth-bennet #jane-austen #death

I wondered if there would ever be a day when I didn't think about Alaska, wondered whether I should hope for a time when she would be a distant memory - recalled only on the anniversary of her death, or maybe a couple of weeks after, remembering only after having forgotten. ↗

— John Green

#forgotten #memory #remembering #death

It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living. ↗

— Dean Koontz

#death-of-a-loved-one #memories #remembering #death

Let us eat and drink neither forgetting death unduly nor remembering it. The Lord hath mercy on whom he will have mercy, etc., and the less we think about it the better. ↗

— Samuel Butler

#better #death #drink #eat #etc

Yeah – Sure I remember Matter of fact it was just last September She still calls it the fall to remember Little Heather when it all came together You remember the first time you met her? She cried when it rained and blamed the weather But inside she strained with suicide letters The kind of cold you couldn’t warm with a sweater Hardly lasted past December She said she was headed down to defeat That’s the last you’d seen and never had dreamed That the same little Heather – It’s who you saw last week In an instant you couldn’t have missed her gleam As she listened she looked like a distant queen With a difference, there for all to see She found a different – A different kind of free ↗

— ZOEgirl

#music #sad #september #zoegirl #dreams